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‘Twas an odd little day…

…in which my sister-in-law Karen and I conquered balling up 400 olive cheese puffs to be cooked and served (among other foods) at Robin and Stephanie’s rehearsal dinner in exactly one week…

…in which both the sun and moon were unusually tiny at 7 p.m….

…and in which Henry did a magic trick for the Plein Air Painting Workshop by switching his own head onto someone else’s body…

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